I'm Not Amber

Too often we find ourselves in someone else, lost. Our dreams get covered in a blanket of life, others wants fill up our cup and the next thing you know we are living someone else dream. No longer who we were, caught in a web of wrong turns, compromises and self defeat.

Passion

I find myself without reason, without that one thing that fuels a person. I have no passion. I do not mean it in the sense of intimacy, that is something completely separate. I mean I have nothing in my life that I am personally passionate about. I have nothing that I just cannot wait to do. Nothing that overtakes my thoughts, my dreams, my life. I have nothing that creates a smile on my face by just its thought, or that makes my stomach feel weightless when just a mention of my passion comes from someones lips. I am passionless.